Section: «Poems»

Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings: artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.); a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").

The Gift

What can I give you, my lord, my lover,You who have given the world to me,Showed me the light and the joy that coverThe wild sweet earth and the..

© Sara Teasdale

Night Song Of Amalfi

I asked the heaven of starsWhat I should I give my love--It answered me with silence,Silence above.I asked the darkened seaDown where the fishermen..

© Sara Teasdale

Dead Love

God let me listen to your voice,And look upon you for a space —And then he took your voice away,And dropped a veil before your face.God let me look..

© Sara Teasdale

Dream Song

I plucked a snow-drop in the spring,And in my hand too closely pressed;The warmth had hurt the tender thing,I grieved to see it withering.I gave my..

© Sara Teasdale

Madeira From The Sea

Out of the delicate dream of the distance an emerald emergesVeiled in the violet folds of the air of the sea;Softly the dream grows awakening ..

© Sara Teasdale

Riches

I have no riches but my thoughts,Yet these are wealth enough for me;My thoughts of you are golden coinsStamped in the mint of memory;And I must spend..

© Sara Teasdale

I Know The Stars

I KNOW the stars by their names,Aldebaran, Altair,And I know the path they takeUp heaven's broad blue stair.I know the secrets of menBy the look of..

© Sara Teasdale

August Moonrise

THE sun was gone, and the moon was comingOver the blue Connecticut hills;The west was rosy, the east was flushed,And over my head the swallows..

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The Inn Of Earth

I came to the crowded Inn of Earth,And called for a cup of wine,But the Host went by with averted eyeFrom a thirst as keen as mine.Then I sat down..

© Sara Teasdale

Youth And The Pilgrim

Gray pilgrim, you have journeyed far,I pray you tell to meIs there a land where Love is not,By shore of any sea?For I am weary of the god,And I would..

© Sara Teasdale

Pierrot's Song

(For a picture by Duncan Walker)Lady, light in the east hangs low,Draw your veils of dream apart,Under the casement stands PierrotMaking a song to..

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The Metropolitan Tower

We walked together in the duskTo watch the tower grow dimly white,And saw it lift against the skyIts flower of amber light.You talked of half a..

© Sara Teasdale

Pierrot

Pierrot stands in the gardenBeneath a waning moon,And on his lute he fashionsA little silver tune.Pierrot plays in the garden,He thinks he plays for..

© Sara Teasdale

Swallow Flight

I love my hour of wind and light,I love men's faces and their eyes,I love my spirit's veering flightLike swallows under evening skies.

© Sara Teasdale

From The North

The northern woods are delicately sweet,The lake is folded softly by the shore,But I am restless for the subway's roar,The thunder and the hurrying..

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Song At Capri

When beauty grows too great to bearHow shall I ease me of its ache,For beauty more than bitternessMakes the heart break.Now while I watch the..

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May Day

The shining line of motors,The swaying motor-bus,The prancing dancing horsesAre passing by for us.The sunlight on the steeple,The toys we stop to..

© Sara Teasdale

For The Anniversary Of John Keats' Death

At midnight, when the moonlit cypress treesHave woven round his grave a magic shade,Still weeping the unfinished hymn he made,There moves fresh Maia..

© Sara Teasdale

The Lights Of New York

The lightning spun your garment for the nightOf silver filaments with fire shot thru,A broidery of lamps that lit for youThe steadfast splendor of..

© Sara Teasdale

Gramercy Park

For W. P.The little park was filled with peace,The walks were carpeted with snow,But every iron gate was locked.Lest if we entered, peace would go.We..

© Sara Teasdale

Testament

I said, "I will take my lifeAnd throw it away;I who was fire and songWill turn to clay.""I will lie no more in the nightWith shaken breath,I will..

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Soul's Birth

When you were born, beloved, was your soulNew made by God to match your body's flower,And were they both at one same precious hourSent forth from..

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Faces

PEOPLE that I meet and passIn the city's broken roar,Faces that I lose so soonAnd have never found before,Do you know how much you tellIn the meeting..

© Sara Teasdale

The Giver

You bound strong sandals on my feet,You gave me bread and wine,And sent me under sun and stars,For all the world was mine.Oh, take the sandals off my..

© Sara Teasdale

Helen Of Troy

Wild flight on flight against the fading dawnThe flames' red wings soar upward duskily.This is the funeral pyre and Troy is deadThat sparkled so the..

© Sara Teasdale